{Paris 4.29: Breizh Cafe, Musee de L’Orangerie, L’As du Fallafel and Berthillon}

I took Vincci to the northern part of the Marais area in the 3rd arrondisement where we oggled over this patisserie window display.

After a lot of contemplation while waiting in line, I selected this delectable looking pain au raisin for my breakfast.

Flower stands are on every corner in Paris. Gorgeous blooms and so many varieties to choose from.

I picked up a container of these large and plump medjool dates to take back home for my mom. It’s like nature’s caramel, so juicy and unlike anything I’ve had back home.

I thought this store front was funny..There’s a special sushi box designed for Lenny Kravitz?

We passed by a toast pyramid..

At 12pm, we walked into the highly recommended Breizh Cafe for their famous crepes and galettes made with Bordier butter.

I went with one of the features, a buckwheat galette filled with gravlax, white asparagus, heavy cream and a sunny side up egg in the middle. This is bar far the best savoury crepe I’ve every had. The buckwheat adds a wonderful depth of flavour and the combination of savoury flavours intermingling with the cream was divine.

We were pretty stuffed after our entrees, but since it was Vincci’s last day in Paris, we decided to not hold back and ordered up one of the feature dessert crepes. Topped with warm boozy and buttery caramelized apples alongside a scoop of chantilly cream and vanilla ice cream.

I know you’re probably sick of hearing me say “that was the BEST”..but it’s true! This was the BEST crepe I’ve ever had. I usually prefer my crepes with just butter and a light sprinkle of sugar. But this one had just the right amount of toppings and the apples reminded me of the ones you get in a tarte tatin. It was simple and so sad when it was all gone.

Right next door, they conveniently have a store that sells the famed Jean-Yves Bordier butter and other products they serve in the cafe including preserves, caramels, etc. The butter is made in Brittany in small batches using old world methods and hand formed into each block with two wooden paddles. You’ll find this butter being served at the tables at several Michelin star restaurants including restaurants by Guy Savoy, Alain Ducasse and Joel Robuchon.

Of course I could not resist buying a few plackets of the butter to freeze and take home with me. Seriously, this stuff is like crack, I’ve been slathering this stuff over everything! (I have since bought two more blocks to add to my collection).

To walk off our full bellies, we headed over to the Tuilerie Gardens. Weather here has been on and off here since I’ve arrived. One minute it’s sunny, next it’s full on pouring rain..

We rounded the corner to the impressionist and post-impressionist Musee de L’Orangerie. Best known for the two large white rooms containing the eight huge waterlily murals by Monet. (A really surreal and relaxing experience seeing them in real life up close.)

They had a cool architectural model of the museums renovations to what it is today. I really enjoyed this museum for a few reasons. 1. Fewer people and not crowded like the other more popular museums. 2. Most of the rooms are lit with natural light and have ample space for you to enjoy them without feeling overwhelmed. 3. They have a lot of well-known pieces I recognized from art history class including works by Cezanne, Matisse, Renoir and Picasso.

We walked through the Place de la Concorde..

And took the metro to the southern part of Marais to share a wrap at L’As du Fallafel, one of the most famous fallafel places in Paris located on Rue de Rosiers. We ordered their signature sandwich which was packed with marinated shredded veggies and topped with a tangy sauce and a dab of chili. Incredibly flavourful and worth all the hype. This particular vendor was the busiest, but we’ve heard the ones nearby are just as good.

And one cannot come to Paris without trying a scoop of the famous Berthillon ice creams or sorbets.

We sat down in a nearby cafe and shared a scoop of the raspberry and fresh fig. It’s like eating the fruit at the peak of the season times ten!

We then headed back to the apartment to relax and bit and enjoyed a late dinner out at the popular Le Verre Vole (The stolen glass)  just around the corner from my apartment. It’s a small space that seats only about 18 people (reservation essential) and doubles as a wine store and restaurant. I went with the roasted sea bream with fresh shitakes and greens. Vincci went with an equally tasty black pudding, a type of sausage made of cooked blood – sounds gross, but so flavourful and delicious.

The perfect end to a food-filled day..

3 Responses to “{Paris 4.29: Breizh Cafe, Musee de L’Orangerie, L’As du Fallafel and Berthillon}”
  1. Mallory says:

    Now I want falafel! And icecream and crepes and everything else you shared pictures of. But mostly the falafel. Enjoy the rest of your time in Paris!

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